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Sep 24
Moon shining brightly
Moon light my way
I am between shadows
The horizon is grey

Then as I grow weary
a rose blooms in the sky
The birds sound so joyful
I no longer ask— why?

The world felt so empty
and charity cold
But this day brings me hope
I no longer feel old
Written by
Lindsey Calvert  18/F/Woking
(18/F/Woking)   
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